"There seemed no end, no rest, no escape from the hellish downfall. As her limbs flailed about the slimy freezing muck, her mind began to retreat to a place of almost self-induced coma -- a place where she could reach for something solid, something familiar and perhaps comforting. It took great effort and concentration for her to push away the fright of the detritus and pain that seemed endless. This quickly proved too great a task, and after so many minutes of torturous grappling with reality, her breathing became shallow, and soon she lost consciousness. A blessing for a time, perhaps, but soon it would be to her disadvantage in the extreme. She had become lost among unknown surroundings and unimagined pain.

Dreams invaded her reality..."